Composition Spring is gentle and not afraid of cold 1 February, a seasonal change is going on. Winter has quietly left, but spring is slowly coming.
Although the climate in early spring is not as cold as that in severe winter, the chill seems to have penetrated into people's bones. Just now, a whirlpool in Chun Xue came to an end with a deeper chill.
Looking at the dazzling silver outside the window, I decided to go out and see the footprints of spring.
Everything is covered with a layer of silvery white: white roofs, white streets, white stones, green … green grass! Under a stone, there is a thin layer of snow covered with green grass. The two leaves of grass that are watery and fleshy are particularly gratifying. A closer look is "eating spring"-a kind of grass that rises in the coldest time, and likes to grow in crevices, under cliffs, or in unnoticed corners. This is the famous saying of the ancients: Spring scenery returns from the grass first.
"This is the coldest time in spring. It grows under crevices and cliffs ... just a delicate grass, but it can resist the cold?" I don't understand.
With this puzzle, I learned about "eating spring". "Eating Spring", a kind of herb, grows in the place where winter and spring communicate and the climate is coldest. Usually close to the land, it will stand up when it snows. Resist the cold with a weak body, just to inform spring.
"Block the cold current with a weak body." Isn't that what modern students are like? As a new generation of flowers in the motherland, we are beautiful, fragrant and delicate. But for the sake of our motherland and our own future, we fell into the whirlpool of knowledge early. Learn, comprehend, master and overcome difficulties and cold waves. In the face of difficulties, we will gradually grow from a bud to a tenacious grass, a pillar of the motherland that is not afraid of the cold!
Walking back along the original road, I feel something in my heart. Start writing, put it down ...
Under the silvery white light outside the window, "Spring blossoms are not afraid of the cold"-several vigorous and powerful Chinese characters leap from the paper.
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The composition is blooming in spring, not afraid of the cold. 2. Snow residue in winter and sprinkling in spring. The tree that has withered for a winter has grown green buds, small and tender. They grew up hard in the cold wind. They are really young and not afraid of the cold! I can't help but think of the scene when I tried to write Mi Fei on the road of calligraphy.
In the summer vacation, the calligraphy teacher finally let me finish the words of "Brave Shu Zhen" and start the long road of Mifei. Holding Miffy's scroll in his hand, I was dazzled by this bold handwriting, let alone let me write it. The teacher saw my anxiety and comforted me: don't be afraid, write boldly, I believe you can do it.
Yes, but it's just a cold spring breeze.
Picking up the brush, I hesitated to write on the exercise paper, and I couldn't help feeling timid when I watched others devote themselves wholeheartedly. But I still got up the courage to pick up the pen and wrote the first word with my own feelings. No, it's so ugly that it doesn't even fit the structure. I managed to write a few more articles, and finally I was criticized by the teacher. I really want to give up, but the teacher's encouragement always rings in my ear, and his eyes are looking forward to me, just like nutrients are lost to the green branches.
Supported by the branches, Green bravely faced the cold wind.
The finish line is still waving to me in the distance. I don't want to give up Mifei's copybook is a new step for me. Although there is only an endless gray field in front of me, I always believe that I have this strength, so I try to analyze it word by word according to the teacher's method. Gradually, I made progress in dribs and drabs, and suddenly I felt that my eyes were bright and I stepped up.
Winter snow and spring green have been struggling in the cold wind.
I made up my mind. I gave up all distractions and tried to write Mimi. Finally, I stumbled near the unreachable destination and was not intimidated by the difficulties.
Green finally overcame the cold and ushered in spring.
I finally opened a flower, which is not the most beautiful, nor the earliest, but the most precious. It snows in winter, and spring is coming. The tenderness of spring is not afraid of cold, and I am not afraid of setbacks!
Composition Spring is gentle and not afraid of cold. Youth is a delicate flower, which makes me tired without regret. The rain and snow in the four seasons make me intoxicated but haggard. Spring is chilly, but spring is gentle and not afraid of cold.
Gentle wind, gentle dream, gentle March blowing the earth; Light clouds, light tears, light rain across the sky. Walking into the wind and rain, knowing how warm and cold, how much spring is; Whether consciously or unconsciously, the fragile heart has never escaped.
Sigh that youth is the season when flowers bloom and fall, and clouds and clouds are unaccompanied; Sigh people lonely after sunset, accompany tomorrow. When a drop of dew fell quietly from the treetop, someone used 30 pieces to give credit to dreams, dreams and dreams.
There is winter in the season of life, but we must be strong. Youth is afraid of cold, and cold will not become a chip to dominate fate, nor will it become a barrier to stop the wind.
When I am at my wit's end, I like to watch earthworms eat wormwood and drink yellow water. God has never given it strong bones and sharp claws, standing at both ends of the scale, it has lost its weight, but it still touches the world with eyes that have never been given; God stripped off his feathers, cold and cold, but better than a crab with six knees and two claws, and pursued the song of life barefoot.
When I am frustrated, I like to explore the traces of my predecessors. In their dictionary, the word cold is dim, full of optimism and struggle sunshine. In the ups and downs of life, he died before he could conquer. He often made heroes cry. He never died in life since ancient times. He insisted that I would ride the wind and waves one day. and set my cloudy sail straight and bridge the deep, deep sea, he was bold and unrestrained in the gift given by God. Let it work! Spin a thousand silver coins and they're all back! . In this world, youth is not afraid of cold.
Youth is a glorious term and a glorious history. It is a post station in Ruyan Liu thousands of miles away, and also a beach for wild geese among reeds. Pushing away the thousand nets is the joy of fishing songs, and it is also the charm of lotus flowers reflecting red, tender and not afraid of cold.
The composition is blooming in spring, not afraid of the cold. The sunshine in early spring shines into the house and teases me at will. I looked at the lively people jumping on the ground. Little light, suddenly tears silently across, dripping on the injured leg.
I am a girl who loves to dream. I like dancing and worship Yang li Ping. I often look forward to having my own stage and audience like Yang li Ping, showing the charm of dance and interpreting the true meaning of dance in the cheers of thousands of audiences.
Every day, when the first sunshine shines into the hut, I always bathe in it and dance. I have always believed that with sunshine, I have the confidence and courage to stick to my dream. However, the harsh brakes shattered all my dreams. My leg was injured and I needed two operations, but the cure rate was only 50%. If the operation fails, my fate can only be to be in a wheelchair for the rest of my life.
Tears ran across my cheeks again, and I was afraid of surgery. I'm afraid to face the fate of a failed operation.
"Son, go out with your mother!" Mother gently pushed open my door. I turned around, behind my mother, closed my eyes and said, "I'm not going!" " "
"Go out in the sun. It's early spring and the weather is not cold. " Mom said again.
"Mom-"ao however mom, I was forced out of the door.
Along the way, I closed my eyes tightly and dared not look at the sun. But I can still feel the warmth of the spring sunshine. She sprinkled it gently on my face, body and injured leg. There is still a lot of traffic around, and I am not a little bleak because of my sadness.
"Son, open your eyes and have a look." My mother has always encouraged me.
I held my head high and slowly opened my eyes. What I saw was the familiar sun, shining. At this time, the sunshine seems brighter than usual, and the spots on the ground seem more active than usual, as if to cheer me up. In the distance, several winter jasmine flowers are dancing in the residual snow, competing to open and emitting charming fragrance. Early spring has just arrived, and it is still a little chilly, but the spring is gentle and not afraid of the cold. Winter jasmine absorbs the rain and dew of heaven and earth, opens against the biting cold wind, and reports the information that spring has come. Yeah, isn't that what people should do? Only with a strong will can we be more mature after suffering and meet the "great responsibility of God".
The next day, I was pushed into the operating room and the operation was successful! On the first morning after my recovery, the familiar sunshine shot into my hut again, and I danced with strange and familiar steps.
Spring blossoms are not afraid of the cold, and the suffering of life makes people more tenacious and stronger.
The water of life inadvertently condenses in the winter of life, stranding the boat of memory in the unreachable yesterday, but there is a reed, full of warmth, which makes us not afraid of the cold wind.
The years are light and shallow, and the warmth is the hair hidden between your ears and temples.
Get up early every day, there will be faint fragrance flowing between snorts, and there will be noise in my ears. This is the dish you helped cook in the kitchen. Last night's scene is still vivid, and the dark sky is the trace outlined by the stars. On the night of January, the lights in front of the stage are like beans, emitting a tired but gentle halo, and ammonia is on your youthful face. Looking up, the number of the clock has marked the arrival of the morning, while the table. I sat down firmly again until I finally closed my pen. I can't imagine how tired you are now. I opened the half-closed door and saw your ears getting clearer and paler, mom! Without you, who will accompany me through the long night?
Time flies, warmth is the temperature of sunshine between your smiles.
You and I have been classmates for several years, from the casual meeting at the beginning, to the intimacy today. I still remember that day, I lost my eyes in tears and sat in the shade of a tree like I lost my dependence. When I watched the wild geese rustling in the sky, my heart fell into an unknown time and space like the Gobi Desert beyond the Great Wall. You found me, said nothing, and silently put your hand on my shoulder. Friend! Without you, who will give me this fragrant warmth?
Time flies, warmth is a constant reminder between your lips and teeth.
I got up early, came to the examination room with the dawn in the car, and saw you. Red clothes are lined with white arms, and short and neat curly hair dances like a halo under this dark green. I walked up to you and saw you chatting happily with another classmate. The elegant voice like a cloud conveys a lovely mood. You turned your head and saw me standing by, with my mouth turned up and my eyes filled with joy. Your plump arms clap me, and I can feel sincere feelings. Your thin lips are gently opened, telling me that I don't need to be nervous, and the expectation and beauty in my tone make the whole windless summer light up. Listening to your familiar and kind reminder, my mind gradually calmed down, teacher! Without you, who will help me out of my ups and downs?
Because of this reed, I gallop in the cold winter and enjoy the coolness of white. Because of this warmth, I will shrink my hope in my hand to meet the astringency of spring, and I will not be afraid of the cold because of its gentleness.
When I was very young, my father once said to me, "A person's life is like four seasons: youth is spring, youth is summer, middle age is autumn, and old people are winter." He paused, smiled and touched my head, and then said, "You are spring, the early spring full of infinite hope."
At that time, I didn't really understand the true meaning of my father's words, but nodded in confusion.
After this winter vacation, the new semester has begun. Although it is already beginning of spring, there is no sign of spring, the cold wind is still rustling and the earth is still bleak. But I am very excited, because I was elected as a candidate for the Chinese character dictation competition. I am eager to show my style this spring.
I stood out from the selection at all levels and became the top player of 12, which is already worth the first half of March. Before I wake up from excitement, I have a clear task-accumulating information. Every day there is a pile of new materials to master and digest, which is very big. I began to sit at my desk all day reading materials and accumulating memories. Tired, tired, I got up and looked out the window. Although it was the first warm and cold season, I obviously felt that the wind was weak, and I saw that the earth had a little green, which was the grass bud that had accumulated strength for a winter and was ready to accumulate in spring. I smiled, and I felt that I was really like them. Both of them were clinging to the beautiful and splendid spring scenery.
At the vernal equinox in late March, data accumulation ended, and I recited the dictionary before catching my breath. You must finish 90 pages a day! When I heard this request, I was very surprised and scared. But I know, "there is no turning back arrow before opening the bow."
The workload is much bigger. Recite 90 pages every day and write it silently that day. There is no time to be lazy. There is still a lot of homework to finish, and I have to stay up almost every night. When my eyes are sore and really uncomfortable, I will still get up and look out of the window.
Outside the window, it is the scene of early spring. Tomb-Sweeping Day has arrived, and spring has returned to the earth. At this time, the spring scenery is different from the early spring, with birds singing and flowers singing and dancing everywhere. The trees are tall and straight, with young leaves all over the treetops. You can also see many flowers and bones, all in bud. They are waiting for time to release their beauty. I said to myself, "Persistence is everything."
In the last competition, I successfully entered the top six and went out on behalf of the school.
I made it! I resisted the cold of early spring and ushered in my own spring.
Now, I finally understand what my father said. How can I not reach my goal? Victory is just around the corner. How can we fail? Spring blossoms, why be afraid of the cold! I will always be the brightest teenager in charming spring!
The composition is blooming in spring, not afraid of the cold. 7 tender willows sway and fly around, competing for novelty and beauty. Walking in the charming spring, although we have just experienced the baptism of winter, everything is revived and full of vitality, and nature is showing in front of people with a brand-new look.
I like spring, not only because of its beautiful flowers and birds, but also because it is a symbol of hope and vitality. Everything in spring can only be revived through severe cold, and her indomitable enterprising spirit inspires me to move forward.
Half a tree is green, and half a tree is spring.
Just a classmate, young, handsome and talented. Throughout the ages, young and promising people abound. Wang Bo, one of the "Four Masters in Early Tang Dynasty", is a rare genius. He was a writer at the age of six. At the age of twenty, he wrote Preface to Wang Tengting, which became famous all over the world. "Sunset and the lonely heron Qi Fei, autumn waters and sky are the same color" has become a famous sentence throughout the ages. Su Shi, born ten years ago, knows the success or failure of ancient and modern times and is eloquent. The history of Broadcom belongs to a thousand words every day. We are young, and we also have the passion of "not breaking Loulan and not returning it", the persistence of "and set my cloudy sail straight and bridge the deep, deep sea" and the lofty sentiments of "God-given talents, let them be used". Of course, we should be diligent and work hard for our dreams.
Half a meter of sunshine, half a meter of fragrance.
Life is like four seasons, and we are in the most beautiful spring. Young us, confident but not conceited, make public but not arrogant. We should hold up our blue sky with our own hands. Looking at the present, young entrepreneurs after 90 are working hard. Recently, "Gift Theory", an app that can help you find fashionable gifts, became popular on the Internet. In just four months, the number of users has reached 2 million, and the person who successfully developed this software is Wen, only 2 1 year old. He is also facing difficulties due to financial problems, but he firmly said; I won't let go until I fail. Aspiring is not in old age, and the road to chasing dreams is foggy, but we still have to move forward with confidence. All the stumbling blocks are only temporary tests. Wen Chenghui, who refused to give up his dream, smiled indifferently after his success. On the way, if we don't give up our pursuit, we will definitely win a wonderful time and make our spring colorful.
Half a yard of peaches and plums, half a yard of flowers.
In the examination room, we are writing the most beautiful notes with the rustle of pens and papers. We began to weave dreams when we entered junior high school, and embarked on a dream-chasing journey with the support and encouragement of our parents and teachers. We know that there are dreams, and this spring will leave unforgettable memories. In this spring, the peach tree and plum tree in the half yard of the campus will join us in chasing the dream of high school, singing all the way and having a wonderful time. Peach and plum trees are full of flowers for a beautiful image of spring, and we will try our best to change a regretless ending.
Green grass is crisp and prosperous. Dreams on the left bank and happiness on the right bank decorate the road of youth with flowers. And I will also harvest my own scenery in this long journey. Spring is gentle and not afraid of the cold, and my butterfly dance is sonorous!
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This is a perfect composition with beautiful language and fresh structure. Candidates master the language flexibly and show the spirit of "cold in spring, not afraid of cold" in the article. Structurally, the full text is magnificent and full of prose flavor. "Half a tree is green, half a tree is spring", "half a meter of sunshine, half a meter of fragrance" and "half a yard of peaches and plums, half a yard of flowers" are cleverly inserted between paragraphs, naturally dividing the main body of the article into three levels, first of all written by ancient young talents who are in their prime. Then the post-90s software developers write "we" with confidence; Finally, combined with the fact that "we" are in the examination room, we express our heartfelt wishes of "not afraid of the cold". The structural design is so ingenious that the reader can see it at a glance. After reading this masterpiece in the examination room, you can't help tasting it again and again. Candidates' language is beautiful and fluent, which can touch people's hearts: at the beginning, there are only a few descriptions of spring scenery, which are handy and complete; Three "half" exquisite designs ... half ... "create a beautiful artistic conception; At the end, beautiful and refined sentences are used to skillfully combine spring with youth and life, making the finishing point and subliming the theme.
The composition is blooming in spring, not afraid of the cold. A wisp of spring breeze hides pure white memories: a handful of spring mud, and the years fly by. Everything in early spring is looming in the mist of the city, smiling at the sun, not afraid of the cold in winter.
In the early spring, red plum and cold ling were proud of the snow, with faint fragrance and sleeves. Young Wang Anshi entered the official career and made some achievements, but he was excluded from the official position. In the sinister officialdom, teenagers learned for the first time that what is more terrible than ghosts and gods is the human heart. Faced with cold-blooded faces and cold interpersonal circles, his original immature heart grew, he began to face up to the reality full of hypocrisy, and finally introduced new laws. However, what followed was the blow of power, but he was no longer afraid. He fought alone and became a "plum blossom in the corner", which made Dimfragrance drift away in early spring.
Grass grows, wind and rain wet, first frost does not bend. At the beginning of Qihoo 360' s listing, the company barely maintained its marketing. However, a new internet company has aroused the vigilance of large enterprises. In the brutal market competition, 360 was "encircled" by five industry giants such as Tencent and Baidu. In the tremendous pressure and fierce attack that overwhelmed ordinary people, it was not afraid, but forge ahead, actively reform and break through many obstacles, and finally became a household name in the Internet industry and became the largest free security platform in China. It's like a spring bud. Although it has not experienced the ups and downs experienced by a big tree, it has also gritted its teeth in the storm and is not afraid of the bleak rain and the cold wind.
The water is flowing, and the glacier has thawed at first, but it has not stopped flowing. Many years ago, a great country was born in the east of the world, with red flags flying and new vitality filling the land of China. China suffered from war and was reborn in humiliation. In the spring of the motherland, countless reactionary forces attempted to strangle New China in the cradle. The U.S. imperialists banned trade and navigation, blocked China, and spread the war to the northeast and southern Xinjiang. In the complicated international situation, the new China is not confused and does not retreat, North Korea wins, and Vietnam retreats ... China writes a chapter of prosperity with brave heart, like unfrozen running water, no matter how cold it is, it can't freeze your pulse.
The spring is chilly, and I am surprised to fly to the north to return to the birds, and I am sober and drunk in the spring night. It's not warm in early spring, so why not be afraid of the cold, with incomplete branches and leaves, and face the wind and rain safely. Although my generation is young, it is not afraid of cold in spring!